Peninsula enterprise. [volume] (Accomac, Va.) 1881-1965, 1887-02-12
ACCOMACC H. VA SATURDAY, FEBRUARY H. 1887

she's gone, Il declare! How pro
volsi lie, when We are.in n hurry to
/ decide ponthe matter!'
ias was more than an honr before
j BlSnehe Follettreturned, and when
atSlengthe she entered the room
j T Reresasand Sophie were half thro'
thetask<of packing their trunks.
aBIancheF' cried the former, pc.
tulantly, nwhere have you been9"
Insthe room with sick
oldsgentleman, doing my best to
nurse him.
ssBlanche!n55 shrieked Theresa.
ssWellgn was the calm response.
Care you made" cried both girls
inGhorus.
go7only human. If it was my
faaler;', added Blanche, courage
ousIY ssdoyou think 1 should want
him tO.lie alone and unattended in
a hotel like this7'
Mat him send for his friends"
said Theresa sullenly.
sasWho: can. tell who or what they
arc =:
aSearch his runk-that's the
wa ou act q Ike so many fools,,7
saisssSsso pIlies sIiar W
ID stIppos iillsd ESQ iffsli'e
does not get better soon. In the
meantime he needs a daughters
CAFE, and the memory Of my own
dear, dead father prompts me to
| the mission"
ABlanche, you are crazyw cried
out Miss Dean. "What do you
suppose Mr.. Archfield would say to
VOC rlsking your life thuss"
81 do not think there is any
risk.n said Blanche calmly. "More-
ever, I believe Guy would bid me
doSmy duty at any and all haz-
aras.n
Sim glad my sense of duty isn't
quite SO superlne," sail Theresa,
scarnfnlly. edo as you please,
'bng Sophie and l Intend removing
atSonce to the Mermaid House"
Sand ifyou are sensible you will
d0sthe same," added Miss Dean.
Bnt Blanche shook her head.
.No," she said quietly 81 have
made up my mind"
.AWell, then" said Sophie, ~
wish that old Stuff Color would die
aid be done with it. Forit won't
be- half so pleasant without you,
Blanche"
Gold Snuff Color" however, as
Sophie irreverently termed him,
dill not die. On the contrary, at
j;tersthat day Of peril the scales of
Glance seemed to turn in his favor
aid permanent recovery set in.
sAIy DEAR" said he to Blanche
F5lIett, 81 have much to thank you
foT. Before yesterday | never
:knew the soft touch of u daugh-
ter's hand upon my brow, the music
Ola daughters footsteps around
,,my bedside. Nor shall | consent
tospart with them now. I mean to
Keep you always, my child"
blanche colored and started at
these. incomprehenslble words.
- q Jaeess he mean adopt met"
she asked herself "Or-no, surely
that cannot be possible-he is go
ing to propose to me9"
But the old gentleman's next
sentence completely solved the rid
td'e.
"For l do not think you have
suspected" he added, with a quiet
smile, "that all your secret charita-
BILE offices have been rendered to
Guy Archfield's father!''
Blanche was more frightened
than ever. Surely the old man was
insane. :.
"Mr. ArchGeld, ST., is in Europe"
she said, hesitatingly.
she was, my DEAR" the old man
answered dryly; "but he returned
on the Ariande and lie is here by
your side. / telegraphed to Guy
this morning; he will be here IN
half an hour to confirm my words.
Little Blanche, will you give me a
daughters kiss now?'
"My own Blanche, you have won
his heart" said Guy Archfeld.-
"The only doubt Lever entertained
1 about our marriage-his consent
is solved at last. He honors you
as you deserve"
And the prettiest of all Blanche
Follett's wedding gifts was the pa
.irure of diamonds given by her
wealthy and eccentric old father
in law.
And Theresa Middleton and So
phie Dean cried out in chorus, as
they had cried before many time;
"Blanche is the luckiest girl"